Hey everyone! I got a new story here! This ones only going to be 4 or 5 chapters, but hopefully its still gonna be good. This is just the prologue, and the real story will be up soon. For now enjoy!

Bludhaven General Hospital

[December 31, 2015 23:50]

I don't know what to say.

I don't know how to say it.

I hurt her terribly.

We always tried to be their for one and other over the last few years.

She had saved my life countless times just like I had saved hers.

We trusted each other with our lives.

Now I'm sitting in hospital next to her bedside wondering if she'll make it into the night.

Zatanna.

I buried my hands into my face. This is all my fault.

Well I guess I cant take all the credit. Deathstroke and Huntress were involved in…what am I saying?

She got hurt because of me.

Because I let Huntress go too far.

Because I let Deathstroke get too close to her.

Yep, I basically let everyone stomp on me and she paid the price.

I took her hand.

It was cold.

Her face was bruised, and she had a gash on her shoulder.

How? How could I have let her get involved.

Why did she have to show up at the worst time?

While I take the responsibility I was angry at the Huntress.

She was so forward, and she could make a bad situation easily not just turn worse, but become the worst possible kind of situation. I let her go that far. I guess im as responsible as she is, but I already knew that.

Why would Zatanna even come see me tonight?

She was supposed to be at the leagues induction party.

She decided to join the league when Dr. Fate nominated her for it.

It surprised all of us when she accepted.

She seemed shocked when I declined to be in the league after Batman nominated me.

I was amazed that Batman actually thought enough of me to induct me into the Justice League. The truth is I have no desire to be in the League.

Ever since we formed the team I lost almost complete interest.

By the time I became Nightwing the interest was gone. I had become independent, and made the team my own. I was happy.

Zatanna wanted to be in the league.

She wanted to be closer to Dr. Fate, maybe work up some spells on how to take off his helmet.

Now she might never get the chance to even be in the league.

I don't care how long fate has been possessing his body.

Zatara will never forgive me, the team will never forgive, but worst of all if something happens to Zatanna I'll never forgive myself. Even, Zatanna, if she wakes up may never forgive me. I squeezed her hand gently. Come on Z. Live. Come back to us...Please. Hate me. Scream at me. Whatever. Just open your eyes. I sat in the hospital room recalling all the mistakes I made that eventually lead up to this…

What do you think. Let me Know (review if possible) and Ill try to get the next chapter up, and finish my other young justice story as well My thanks for reading